Footprint

"What....is this..." Ryou Gasped.

Aimi giggled, she was quite embarrassed.

"Master, this is an average maids' room, who is in love with her dear master~"

"You don't expect a room FILLED WITH A MILLION PHOTOS, OF ME!" Ryou shouted.

[Ryou's Perspective]

I was terrified at this sight. Aimi's room was a maid's room. That's what I knew, but to the know that she had always kept this many photos of me?

"Wait...these aren't."

"Yes master, I have photos of you ever since you were born." Aimi giggled.

"But... Why?"

"It was a struggle not seeing you for 2 straight years, master. You don't realise, how dead inside I was. My daily life, as a boring maid, with other maids abusing me with words, physically. You think it's easy?" Aimi spoke, with a strict voice

"How does that relate-"

"I remember how you always defended me against other maids. You knew I was an orphan, you knew everything about me. Yet you hid it from me. You saved me from the horrors I had every night, and yet you distanced." Aimi spoke, as she re-called her memories, tears fell out of her eyes.

"Tears of a crocodile, huh.." I laughed.

I had no sympathy or any feelings towards a serial killer.

Aimi looked at me, and grabbed me.

"HYAA-" Aimi turned me to herself, and pinned me down to the bed.

There were 2 things I could see right now.

Head of a beautiful young woman, with her black wavy hair flowing towards me.

And behind her, on the ceiling, I saw more than a million photos of me.

It's as if he's room was painted with photos of me.

"...heh.. am I... A god? Why so many-" I tried to loosen the mood. I don't wann get killed by this maid.

"Shut up." She grabbed my hand, and suddenly fell to the side of the bed, alongside me.

[Aimi's Perspective]

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my OH MY GOD I CANT MESS THIS UP. Why am I blushing? Ryou..- no err- master! Master he's infront of me, I have him for myself.. all I have to do, is to not kill anybody today, and I'll live this day for as many times I want. Let's just..let's just.. let's just have se- wait no, let's take things slow-

"Hey...Aimi, are you seriously gonna sleep on the bed? The maids bed isn't the most comfortable thing to sleep I'm not gonna lie." Ryou spoke with a doubt in his mind.

I gained my composure, master must see me as a cold blooded killer right?

"Aha...master."

"You're a boy after all, mhm?" I asked him.

Ryou was confused. "Yea?"

"Well then... You must have a collection.. of those comics?" I giggled as I asked this. I knew he would say no.

"Uh well, no, I don't." Ryou tried to reason with her.

That's it...BINGO!

[Ryou's Perspective]

"Well...what are these? Think I'm lying?" Aimi came on top of me, and showered me with all of erotic mangas and magazines I had ever since I was a teen.

"Uh"

"You see, I know what master-"

"ACTUALLY. I KEPT THESE FOR MY FRIENDS, I DONT LIKE GIRLS!" An excellent excuse I know.

"Master... You literally have a girlfriend." Aimi giggled.

Speaking of which... I needed to call her today!

"Thank you for reminding me of that. Well then I have some business to attend-"

"Where do you think you're going-" Aimi grabbed my arm.

"To talk to my girlfriend" only Mika is the one I can explain all of this situation to. And Aimi won't suspect either, right?

"Well then...free to go." She lets go of me.

I rush to the door.

"It'll be a breakage of our .... Contract~" she teases me.

"Okay well, don't kill anybody today, and you win me for tonight." I try to reason.

She got angry at this.

"Hmph! I'll just expose these ero-mangas to your colleagues." Aimi tried another of blackmail to me.

My brain shook at this.

I stood at the door, turned back. And whispered.

"Fine..."

Hearing these words, she chuckled.

"A rich businessman, so young and handsome. Can't stand against a weak maiden... Fufufu..~" Aimi made fun of me.

"Hah... 'weak' " I emphasized the contrast.

"Well then, master, I would like it if you sit here in the bed, beside me." Aimi requested.

She said as if she's requesting me, but the thing is, if I refuse her, either my girlfriend will get killed, and our contract will break. Or she will leak my private mangas to the entire world.

"You wicked woman." I sat near the bed.

Aimi was blushing bright as a tomato. To get this over with quickly, I took the initiative. I held her hand and put it into my other hand.

"Are you just going to waste this time?"

"Umm.. no. I'm planning something. Shut-" Aimi couldn't pace her words. It was quite obvious she's nervous.

After 2 minutes of her shivering and blushing, she built the confidence and spoke to me.

"Umm, i- ...kiss me." She spoke.

"Goddamn. You had your first kiss on the nightmarish night."

"Refusing, is not an option."

"And so is me taking the initiative." I told her that I won't do the kiss myself. I have a girlfriend, duh.

"You're quite perverted, I see...master~" Aimi chuckled.

"No, I'm a poor young man being blackmailed."

"Hm?"

"Nothing. Just get it over with."

Aimi leaned closer to me, I closed my eyes to make sure I visualise myself with Mika, and not with whatever this maid is.

I could easily tell it's still her first time, she's basically repeating what she has learned, looking from my ero mangas.

Well anyways, it's not as if I'm interested, god get me over with this nightmare.

She suddenly finished it off. "Haaah..." And took her hands to my shoulder, she tried leaning me, and suddenly she stopped.

"Um"

"Goddamn that was the longest and the most awkward-"

"I want your tie" Aimi spoke nervously.

"What? That's so random. Hey wait-" "WAIT-"

She didn't listen to me, instead, she focused on taking of the tie.

"Mmmh, it has master's scent."

"What the hell...-" I was creeped out.

Meanwhile..... in Ryou's Mansion's garden.

"Female, aged between 15 and 20, seems to be stabbed first and then shot on the neck. Quite the cold death I see." Edrick spoke.

"Detective Edrick! Why are we in a random garden? Shouldn't we take the permission first?" Mayuri spoke nervously.

"Nein! This is perfect, I can smell who did this.." Edrick spoke with a confident tone.

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"I have a plan...."